Lingsu's second crossing

As soon as Zhang Wuji finished his work, when he opened his eyes, he saw two senior martial uncles looking at him with smiles, and hurriedly went down to greet them.

"Second Martial Uncle, Fourth Martial Uncle, why do you come over here when you have time?" Zhang Wuji looked at the expressions of the two of them puzzled. He clearly remembered hearing from Brother Song a few days ago that Fourth Martial Uncle brought people to Wudang Mountain to cure the three Uncle's injury, why... Didn't someone be invited?

Zhang Wuji always only stayed in his own room, so he didn't know the excitement of the day before and this morning, so he thought that Zhang Songxi didn't invite the doctor to Wudang Mountain as he wished, and his heart was a little bit astringent...

Zhang Wuji felt guilt and resentment in his heart. He knew very little about what happened ten years ago. After both his parents committed suicide, he suffered from cold poison. Grand Master and several uncles devoted themselves to healing his wounds, and He didn't mention a single word or phrase about his parents' life, he knew that the third uncle's injury was related to his mother, and he felt extremely sorry for it, but he couldn't figure out why his parents had to die that day?Why can't Uncle Shi and the others save his parents, and those people... why do those people force his parents to tell the whereabouts of his adoptive father?

When Zhang Wuji fell into sad thoughts again, he suddenly heard Yu Lianzhou say: "Your fourth senior uncle has invited a doctor to go up the mountain. If your third senior uncle has hope of recovery, I will try to persuade her to try to treat you. Look, Wuji, you are the only blood left by your father in this world, you must not disappoint his original good intentions."

"Second Master, I... don't need to trouble others." Zhang Wuji didn't think there was any hope for his situation. After all, even the Grand Master, whom his father admired the most during his lifetime, was at a loss. Shaozhencaiyibao came to take him, but there was still no improvement. Could it be that Dr. Cheng has some good ideas?As long as there is a way to save him, how do you know that the other party will not wish for him to die immediately like those who killed his parents, or take the opportunity to press him for the whereabouts of his adoptive father.

Seeing the hesitation in Zhang Wuji's eyes, Zhang Songxi said: "Although I mentioned to Miss Cheng earlier that I hope she can treat you, she flatly refused my request, but she also said that there is an ancient way of 'one thing can overcome you. One thing', everything in this world has its strengths, no matter how powerful something is, there must be another thing to restrain it, even if she can't do anything to the cold poison on your body, it may not be that there is no solution."

"Even if that's the case, how long can I wait?" Zhang Wuji's face was filled with sadness, which meant that there was a way to resolve it. Unfortunately, no one knew where it was, and how long would it take to find it? He waited until he found it. one day?

"After your third uncle's condition improves, I will ask Miss Cheng again to see if she can think of a way to delay the onset of your cold poison, maybe it can..." Zhang Songxi sighed while speaking He has already realized that girl's stubbornness, but he doesn't know if she will let go if he begs her again this time.

"Wuji understands in his heart that fourth senior uncle doesn't have to force that Miss Cheng for me. If she refuses to heal third senior uncle because of this, wouldn't it be Wuji's fault?" Zhang Wuji just lowered his head and covered his eyes when he heard this. Feeling lost, he also kindly persuaded his fourth uncle not to miss the important matter of treating the third uncle because of him alone.

"Your fourth uncle and I will try to persuade Miss Cheng about this matter. You don't have to worry, but it's not a problem if you stay in the house all day long. It's good to go outside when you have time." Yu Lianzhou also knew It was not easy, but he still gently comforted Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji silently nodded in response, and after Yu Lianzhou and Zhang Songxi gave a few more careful instructions, they left with heavy worries.

Cheng Lingsu came to Wudang because of the long journey. Zhang Songxi carefully arranged the itinerary along the way, and it was inevitable that she would spend the night in the mountains and forests. However, she was used to a stable and stable life, and suddenly she was very uncomfortable with having to sleep in the wild. During the day and night, she could not sleep peacefully, and sitting in the carriage during the day was actually not as comfortable as imagined, so that her spirit was always in a state of extreme tension.

Finally, I arrived at Wudang Mountain with great anticipation. When I first went up the mountain, I was ridiculed by Mo Shenggu, which made Cheng Lingsu have to waste his sleep time at night and slipped into someone's yard to give a big gift, so as to express his resentment. Zhang Songxi woke up twice from his sleep, first to get the antidote to save people, and then to take back the gift.

Cheng Lingsu dragged his body and was about to climb back to bed before going to bed. He only remembered to do one thing, which was to ask that kid Qingbo to guard the gate of the courtyard. Lie on the ground and sleep! !Only in this way can we make up for a long sleep.

When Cheng Lingsu finally had to get up, the sun was already slanting west outside the window. She leaned against the bed, frowned, raised her hand and rubbed her forehead that was constantly swollen and sore, thinking that such a life of ups and downs is really not for human beings. The routine that hasn't changed much for decades has changed too much all of a sudden, which unexpectedly makes her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Cheng Lingsu supported the edge of the bed and got up and came to the cabinet, fumbled for a bottle of medicine from the bag, took it out and swallowed it, then went to the table to drink water, only to find that no one had brought tea in, so he gathered all his strength and went to the door Outer voice shouted: "Shiba, Shiba! Are you outside?"

"Miss Cheng, are you awake?" Hearing the sound, Qingbo immediately opened the door and entered the room, and asked with cupped hands.

"Well, there is no water in the teapot. I want to drink water. Can I trouble you to get water?" Cheng Lingsu shook the teapot in his hand and said.

"Oh! I'm going right now. It's time for dinner. Would you like to bring the food for you by the way?" After Qingbo replied, he asked casually.

"It's okay... I'm a little hungry, you go and come back quickly." Cheng Lingsu waved his hand, telling Qingbo to go back early.

"Okay." Shiba stepped forward to take the teapot, and walked out of the room quickly.

After Qingbo left, Cheng Lingsu slumped on the table with her whole body limp, and the pills she swallowed stuck in her throat. The dry feeling really made her very uncomfortable.

"What's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?" Zhang Songxi met Qingbo who was going to the kitchen on the way, and asked Cheng Lingsu that Cheng Lingsu had woken up, and asked him to go out to fetch water and serve meals, so he took the initiative to bring tea over for Qingbo first, As soon as he entered the door, he saw her lying powerlessly on the table, and he didn't get up even after he entered the door, so he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that the climate is not acclimatized, and it will be fine after taking the medicine." Cheng Lingsu raised his head lazily and replied.

"When the food is delivered, take the medicine after eating." When Zhang Songxi put down the teapot, he also sat down along the way.

"No need, I've swallowed half of the medicine, what are you waiting for?" Cheng Lingsu picked up the teapot and poured himself a full glass of water, then held the teacup, but took a few gulps to drink the tea into his stomach, and suddenly felt Much more comfortable.

"You yourself are a practitioner of medicine, how can you not know the truth that medicine is three-point poison?" Zhang Songxi suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Cheng Lingsu's hand that was about to pour water, and sighed helplessly.

"Zhang Sixia is so smart that he lived with me under the same roof for many days. Can't you see that during the twelve hours a day, except for the time I sleep at night, the rest of the time I spend with poison? What's more, I prepared it myself. Who knows better than me whether the medicine is good or bad." Cheng Lingsu's heart trembled, and he calmly pulled out the suppressed hand, carried the teapot to pour water as usual, and at the same time did not forget to ask a question.

"You..." Zhang Songxi opened his mouth in a daze, but he could only utter one word with difficulty.

Not to mention the ignorant childhood life, but Zhang Songxi remembers that since he worshiped under his mentor and went to Wudang Mountain to practice arts with him, he has been in harmony with the three senior brothers for many years, and later he also shouldered the responsibility of teaching the six masters with them. The responsibilities of the junior and seventh junior brothers seem to have never tasted the feeling of loneliness, but Cheng Lingsu's seemingly understated tone clearly contained a strong sense of loneliness, which made him suddenly stagnate, and a sense of pity came spontaneously It's just that he, who has always been eloquent, didn't know how to comfort Cheng Lingsu for a while.

"What about me? If Zhang Sixia has nothing to do, please go back. I am not a place where ordinary people can stay for a long time, even that kid Qingbo. I also told him not to come here if he has nothing to do. In case you are in charge If your disciple asks about it, remember to intercede for him, so that he won’t be accused of not taking good care of him for no reason.” Cheng Lingsu looked at Zhang Songxi, who was frowning, and then issued a dismissal order unceremoniously.

Zhang Songxi hesitated to speak several times, wondering if he should mention Zhang Wuji's matter to Cheng Lingsu again. It happened that Qingbo had already returned with a food box, so he had to get up and leave first, thinking that it might be better to talk about it in two days. ?

Seeing Zhang Songxi's hesitant appearance before leaving, Cheng Lingsu seemed to have something to say, she thought about it, and guessed that the left and right were only Yu Daiyan's or Zhang Wuji's injuries, but she didn't know when she wanted to ask her when she would go to treat Yu Daiyan?Or do you want to persuade her to get rid of the cold poison for Zhang Wuji?

"Qingbo~ I remember hearing from your fourth senior uncle that there are only two direct brothers in your sect, right?" Cheng Lingsu called Qingbo who was about to leave, and asked.

"The direct line...does it mean the children of Uncle Shi and the others? Miss Cheng should be asking Senior Brother Qingshu and Senior Brother Wuji, right? Do they have any problems?" Qingbo also reacted very quickly, but he understood after a short pause. What did Cheng Lingsu mean by asking.

"Hmm! Where are they all? When I met Zhang Zhenren and your senior uncles yesterday, I didn't seem to see them two?" Cheng Lingsu recalled the situation the day before, and indeed only saw Song Yuanqiao and his five senior brothers. , but did not see any children in it.

"Senior Brother Qingshu has been busy learning martial arts and reading and writing. If Master Bo didn't tell him to go to the front hall on weekdays, he would not dare to go there. I don't go out of the room very often, but I heard from my seniors that the master ordered him to step up his internal strength training, so that he could dissolve the poison in his body earlier. I saw him a few times, and his face was really ugly, even worse than when I first went up the mountain. You're skinny." Qingxi said sadly for Zhang Wuji, pulling her cheeks.

"Really?" Cheng Lingsu bit the chopsticks lightly, frowned slightly, thinking that Zhang Wuji was really well protected by the Wudang faction, and I'm afraid Song Yuanqiao and the others would still find an opportunity to ask her to treat Zhang Wuji. Bar?

The author has something to say: A lot of things that Morou originally wanted to say were taken away by JJ...(*+﹏+*)~, so for the time being, it is important to feed the bookworms in the bellies of children's shoes.